Ghost Investigator: Mystery of the lost memories

• One Fateful winter night

Drooling over all the delicacies in front, I sat on the chair of the decorated table. Sour scent of the steak with a hint of sweetness, devouring the melting taste of meat with the silver fork. A divine sensation of the heavenly food exploded in my mouth.

Where was I, you ask? A restaurant?

Nah! It's just my house, a huge extraordinary  mansion. With a big garden as the size of a football ground. Roses, sunflower, marigold and many more of different kinds of flower. Beautiful soothing scents of each flowers covering every corner of the garden. Different trees each of their own beauty and colour. Like many rainbows on the ground, the garden was lit bright.

Mansion filled with many different rooms. Not the typical kind of rooms. Each one of them were otherworldly and incomparable.

Yeah...well! I won't describe any further, you could just guess the rest of it anyway!

An arrogant good-for-nothing rich spoilt brat? You bet!

But no! Well, not anymore. You see I'm no longer alive. It's just me staying in my own mansion as always,
Only difference, now as a ghost. Oh yeah, I can eat and all except can't be seen or killed! Amazing, uh? Also, I'm not some pathetic hologram ghost. Much more like a solid ghost but I can change into a hologram when needed, like when passing through something!

Being unseen, it was pretty tough to convince the butler and the servants to listen to me. But anyhow it worked out, not sooner but later. They can't hear me but I can always write it down.

At first they were scared and trembling and all but they got used to it soon enough. Now it's like my life all over again just as a ghost, though I can't go anywhere except mansion to garden and back again. After all, ghosts also have limitations you know.

I don't have any parents. Relatives? I have no idea! This whole mansion and the money is all my years of hardship and sacrifice.

About me being a 'brat', well I'm 27, at least that's when I died. I don't really remember how I died. It's not like I didn't try asking the butler but for some reason that particular piece of memory seems to have disappeared from everyone's mind.

Why is it so? Maybe that has something to do with me being the perfect ghost.

Now, I guess I have to solve my own death mystery. However I don't know how it'll be useful for me. Even though I was busy I guess I had enough time to read mystery novels. Which makes me wonder, is my life gonna turn out like one of them?

It's been months since I've been staying in the mansion and everything was just NORMAL.

Until one winter night a young handsome man in a white long-sleeve shirt and grey pants drenched in the molten snow arrived at our outer gate of the mansion. His bubbly abs were clearly shown behind the wet shirt. He was shivering from all the cold and snow.

"A-Anyone h-home..?" He stuttered. " ppp-please..." And he collapsed right in front of the gate. Not thinking much I wrote the butler to go and fetch him. Even though I'm not much of a 'kind-guy', something in me just wanted that man beside me.

Oh yeah, forgot to tell you. We have dozens of security cameras inside and outside the mansion and also few guards as well!

My butler took the drenched, out cold man in the guest bedroom. My servants and butler were all trained in nursing and all sorts of emergency needs, so I don't really have to worry about anything!

Some of the male servants went to change his clothes as ordered. For some reason, I just couldn't help but stare at the handsome man. As I'm a ghost, no one would really know if I were to be just SITTING RIGHT BESIDE HIM!

One more thing, if I touched you, you could feel me if I wanted you to, more like a 'normal invisible man'.

Just when my male servant unbuttoned his shirt, the pale white skin of the man was revealed. The glow almost blinding me, I had to cover my eyes! Yeah, yeah, I know I'm just exaggerating. But hey, his skin really was glimmering. His abs were begging me to poke them, and yes, I did poke them, like 12 times already! Don't worry, the rest of the scenes, I tried my best not to look at them hehe.

He was dressed in a black loose shirt and grey sweatpants. This guy actually got a slight fever because of all the winter snow and cold. His fever went down after about two hours of nursing, gladly his fever wasn't that bad.

It's been ages since anyone, least a stranger, visited the mansion. I was quite excited about all this! So excited that I actually stayed with him. I was sleepy, and he wasn't waking up yet. I lied on the bed beside the handsome stranger, and he can't see me, so nothing much to worry about. I don't know when but I fell asleep looking at his gorgeous face.

I woke up as the morning sun rays hit my face. When I turned the first thing I saw was the gorgeous face. Staring at it for a few minutes, and then he slowly woke up.

"Wow, sleeping or not, he looks so handsome..." I knew he couldn't hear my ghost voice, so I literally said it aloud.

Wait, he's staring. He's staring right at me! Maybe he's just staring towards that side and not at me?

I waved my hands in front of him, "can you see me?" I asked baffled.

"Yes, of course, I CAN SEE YOU." He smiled a beaming smile. Whhhhatttt? He can SEE ME? And-and... HEAR ME TOO??? It's was my first time someone could actually hear or see me! I was so shocked and happy at the same time, I was staring at him wide eyed!

Then I instantly sat up. Obviously he has no idea what I was! Though I can't wait to see his reaction when he gets to know it! "Well, get ready and come down to have breakfast." With that I left the room shooting a light smile filled with immense happiness! I quickly ran to my room almost stumbling on the way. I showered and wore better clothes.

Umm, when I wear clothes, the clothes also becomes invisible to other's eyes! It happens with 'almost' everything I touch. 'Almost' because making it visible or not depends on my choice!